𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 @aureattes - Tumblr Blog

✧ ˚ 　· 　　 . the continent welcomes KAMELYA AVENTIA of SPRING COURT, the LADY of SPRING COURT. when the HIGH FAE is glamoured, she bears a resemblance to SUDE ZÜLAL GÜLER. the 23 / 349 year old CIS FEMALE is reputed to be GENEROUS and CREATIVE, but a decade of war has left them SELF - CRITICAL and VULNERABLE. if created by the cauldron, they would be made in the likeness of RUNNING BAREFOOT IN THE GARDENS OF THE SPRING COURT, FEELING THE GRASS AND EARTH GIVING HER WILL TO LIVE; THE FRUITY - FLORAL PERFUME THAT ALWAYS FOLLOWS HER, NO MATTER WHERE SHE IS; THE FEELING YOU GET AFTER HELPING SOMEONE, KNOWING YOU DID YOUR BEST AND WAS ABLE TO TRULY HELP. whispers throughout prythian claim that their allegiance lies with THE SPRING COURT / THE MORTALS, where they conspire to DO ANYTHING NECESSARY TO HELP AND PROTECT THE PEOPLE FROM SPRING COURT, BEING THEM FAES, MORTALS, NYMPHS, OR ANY OTHER CREATURE.

𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐂𝐒 ⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 ⸻ 𝐏𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐌

penned by nare .

#prythian.intro #004 ♡ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 : intro .

warbidden

setting: spring greeted him with a green tendril, the gentle breeze uplifting it in a beckoning. come. boughs ladened with cherry blossoms hung low overhead. its perfume permeated the air—faint and subtle. but yonder stood a lady of spring in her courtyard of wild flowers and butterflies. slowly, @aureattes' eyes the colour of molten honey yet darkened by the vestiges of war turned toward him.

"thought i'd find you here."

a smile lifted the side of his mouth, knowing that his predisposition of intruding on kamelya's time of reflection has long been a habit he has yet to kick. in the ten years they had spent at war, a fraction of them he had spent with her. they had an understanding of sorts in those days. they would work silently next to each other, herding people to safety to this place or that quietly in the night or under the sun. but the times that they did speak, those moments were filled with the sorrows and sometimes the small happinesses of the day.

"i came to say that the vanguard has decided to approach the wall in two days. they will be looking for cracks and then ways to defend should the need arise."

"has it been decided if you or the high lord will be coming with us?"

aureattes

the chaos had already spread once the lady arrived back at the spring court. it took her solid two weeks to organize everything again -- and assure the people from her court that they would be safe if the war arrived at their lands again. she couldn't promise that, kamelya knew that. but she would give her life to keep every one of them safe, that she could promise.

she had always loved the gardens, but that one specific was her favorite. the cherry blossoms, the sweet aroma that kept her calm. sometimes a few kids would rush through the flowers and trees, chasing the butterflies. but most of the time kamelya would be alone there, enjoying the faint sounds of the birds. everyone knew that it was her favorite spot, so it wasn't a surprise to see valerian there.

smiling at her long - time friend, she got that deep feeling of happiness in her heart to see that he was alive and well. " my brother will join you in this task. i'm stuck at making amends with the queens. " not that she didn't want to go to the mortal lands to try to repair the relationship between the mortal queens and prytian, she just... wasn't suited for such a task.

" how are you? " she asked, a worried wrinkle forming on her forehead. they didn't get the chance to talk under the mountain, not even after the events.

#003 ♡ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 : interaction .#w. valerian .

weusedtobegiants

I can’t stop putting plants in the ground. There’s a hunger in me, a need to watch something grow.

Ada Limón, from The Carrying: Poems

#001 ♡ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 : isms .#thank you for sending me this post jenn #it's perfect:')

itspileofgoodthings

no offense but there is some good in this world and it’s worth fighting for

#001 ♡ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 : isms .#she's a little depressed but she still thinks it

closed starter for briar @bhriar, outside the throne room during the attack

being away from the spring court was an activity that made kamelya anxious. ever since the war started she never left her court for real -- she had crossed to the mortal lands but under different circumstances. the lady tried, but it was impossible for her to feel comfortable under the mountain. there was something in the lack of sunlight, or in the atmosphere that kept kamelya unsettled. and the fact that any time she touches the stone walls she can only feel a deep and ancient echo... well, she can only desire to leave the mountain as soon as possible.

as the new laws were read, kamelya couldn't help but feel that warm feeling in her heart. they did it, the war was really over now, and the mortals would be safe. the lady even cried during the ceremony, and she wasn't ashamed of that. when her brother was about to point out that it wasn't appropriate for her to be crying there, kamelya left the throne room. she started her path down the corridor when she heard the screams coming from the throne room. and when the mist also reached the corridor, kamelya didn't think twice before running down to the opposite side. she wasn't running to hide, she was looking for the people she loved first.

the moment she catch sight of briar, her best friend, she slowed her pace. “ are you okay? ” are the first words that leave her mouth, her heart racing with fear. the thought of the war starting again making it harder for her to breathe. just a few minutes back she was so happy, so hopeful. “ the throne room- i- we need help. ”